Fuwan City, located at the southeastern end of Fujian Province, is one of the 25 municipalities directly under the central government of the Chinese Empire in this plane and is also the most economically developed city in the southeast region.

The permanent population here is more than 30 million. There are 102 skyscrapers with a total of more than 50 floors, all of which are densely packed by the harbor. The bustling level of line is not inferior to any metropolis in the world.

As a world-renowned entertainment capital, Fuwan also has a prominent title: a pop music center in Asia.

The reason why it is called this is because it brings together hundreds of Chinese-language record distribution companies, such as the four dominant record companies "Arrow Target", "Age", "International Entertainment" and "BV", with their headquarters all located in Fuwan.

Yunshi Independent Records Company founded by Du Shan is also hidden in this rich and rich metropolis.

Unlike the four major record companies that often occupy a whole building to build headquarters, Dushan’s cloud world is like a small pea that has just sprouted from the soil in the bustling steel forest.

No. 18 Changxing Road, 6th Floor, Qingyun Building.

From 610 to 620, ten offices, conference rooms, singing rooms, recording studios are all in the cloud world.

In front of those entertainment giants, Yunshi Independent Records, which has a total rental area of ​​less than 250 square meters, is almost negligible.

Before Du Shan's death, the company had only 12 staff members and signed two outdated rock bands and a new female singer.

Now, all these employees have left, and the bands and singers who signed the contract have also automatically terminated the contract by default.

Even the company's vice president, Du Shan's best brother, Lin Jianguo, felt that there was no need to hold on to the cloud world, which advocated "rock and love".

Lin Jianguo even helped Yunshi complete bankruptcy procedures so as not to prevent the debts owed by Yunshi from falling on Du Xinghe.

However, unexpectedly, Du Xinghe retired from school regardless of everything and insisted on inheriting his father's independent record company that was not enough to make ends meet, which made Lin Jianguo very troubled.

"Adu, you have also seen it. Now the company has no penny in its account and still owes more than 300,000 yuan in loans from the bank. The employees' wages cannot be paid out, and the rent is only last three months left. The company will be cleared by then." In Room 618, in the office of the former general manager, Lin Jianguo was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette to persuade Du Xinghe who was stubborn: "I think there is really no need for Yunshi to hold on."

He had just been discharged from the hospital and had not recovered completely. Du Xinghe's thin face looked particularly pale. Looking at the company's extremely poor financial statements, Du Xinghe was speechless.

Although in this golden age when the recording industry was at its peak, almost all companies that publish records could make a fortune as long as they did it seriously, it refers to mainstream record companies.

His father, a non-mainstream record company, released all of the outdated rock albums. In the past three years, the best-selling "The Painful Faith", has sold less than 5,000 copies, which is completely a loss of money and gaining publicity.

The only profit point for this company is to make soundtracks for film and television dramas, write songs for artists from other companies, and earn copyright fees.

The mainstay of the musical music of film and television dramas for the company and the lyricist who writes songs is Du Shan himself.

Now that Dushan is gone, it means that the company has lost its final profit point, so Lin Jianguo feels that there is no need for the company to continue.

A bitter smile was in Lin Jianguo's eyes, which were covered with bloodshot blood. The 37-year-old man's hair was half white. The huge pressure made him unable to sleep well during this period. He was so worried that he had no choice but to choose to end the cloud world that also carries his dreams.

After closing the financial statements, Du Xinghe looked at Lin Jianguo calmly and said, "Uncle Lin, I understand the situation of the company."

"What's your decision?"

"I'm going to stick with it."

His tone was calm, and a calmness and confidence that surpassed his age appeared on his handsome face. Du Xinghe said: "In the past, the company was all relying on my father to make money alone. Now my father is gone. You think the company is over. I can understand this, but I hope you can give me a chance to inherit my father's job and help the company reverse the decline."

"How do you want to turn it around? Can you write songs like your dad?" Lin Jianguo smiled bitterly.

"Why not? I also learn music."

"Adu, it's not that Uncle Lin looked down on you. With your little trippy skill, do you think there may be a record company buying your songs?" Lin Jianguo knew that Du Xinghe studied pop music at Huaguang Art School, but he majored in singing, which was completely different from his father's composition.

After a sip of smoke, seeing that Du Xinghe's eyes were still firm, Lin Jianguo sighed sadly and said, "Your father has been working hard in this circle for nearly twenty years before he has achieved the achievements and status today. This circle is really not as simple as you think, Adu."

"I understand how cruel the competition in this circle is, but I still want to try it. Anyway, the house will not expire in three months. Instead of being empty, it is better to leave it to me to create music." Du Xinghe said, opened another financial report and asked Lin Jianguo: "Uncle Lin, did my dad do the ending song of "Bao Qingtian"?"

Du Xinghe pointed to Lin Jianguo's account record for July in the previous financial report.

This is the creation fee of 30,000 yuan that South China TV station prepaid to his father. The memorandum states that his father will end the costume TV series "Bao Qingtian" released by South China TV station at the end of the year. The song is handed over at the end of October.

Today is October 20th, and there are only 10 days left to finish the song.

"Before your father had an accident, he was thinking about making this song. Who knew later...ah!" Lin Jianguo sighed depressedly.

"Since my dad didn't do it, I'll do it now."

"You?" He didn't believe that Du Xinghe could write songs at all. Lin Jianguo shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I have found a reliable musician who is making this song. I hope he can make your father's feeling and satisfy Huashi. If everything goes well, your father's 'poster work' can still leave you some money."

Lin Jianguo grind the cigarette butts all over the cigarette butts into the ashtray full of cigarette butts, and Lin Jianguo persuaded Du Xinghe with great sincerity: "Adu, your mother left early, and my father is gone now. I can understand your desire to be independent, but you really don't need to force yourself to do these things. You should wait to heal your injuries and go back to school."

"Uncle Lin, I'm not forcing myself to do these things, I really want to do it!"

An excited light appeared in his eyes. Du Xinghe restrained his excitement, raised three fingers and said, "I know you don't believe that I can write a good song now, so it doesn't make sense for me to say more. You only give me three days, and I only need three days to give you the work. You can evaluate it later!"

In Du Xinghe's memory, there was also a TV series "Bao Qingtian" in the previous world, and its ending song is "New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream" that is popular all over the country!

If he could do this ending song well, he would definitely become a hit!
Chapter completed!